Autobiography of a music lover

As what Souichi Negishi, the protagonist of Detroit Metal City said, "No Music, No Dream", it has been my tag line ever since I watched that film. Even though he didn't asked to be in part of a metal band (because he really wanted to play swedish pop-ish music) many people believe in him.

If you may ask what's the connection of Souichi with this blog? Well, simple. We're on the same page. I mean, he's pursuing a swedish-pop music but ended up in a metal trio that sold millions of copies (fictionally. hehehe.) while I was trying to create my own music but ended up, I think, on a wrong league.

I played my first musical instrument, a guitar, when I was in the fourth grade. I started to play for a band (an acoustic one, I think) back when I was freshman, as a guitarist-slash-singer (ish). I learn how to play drums, through the help of a friend of mine back in my sophomore high school. I had my first band in junior high school and had my first gig at my senior year. I even tried to go to a music school but I flunk on the last part of my practical exam. It was my first frustration as a musician. When I became a NEET (No Education, Employment or Training, that was two years after I graduated from high school), I joined a metal band but ended up soon because of musical differences. Not only that, my habits and attitude changed from good to worse. After the tragic fate of that band, I regroup my other band mates to play something that nowadays coined as "emo music." It was fun, though it changed again my point of view towards life, as somewhat music controls the emotion of a person. I became pessimistic, always ended up on a wrong, non-working relationship and I started to think ways on how to commit suicide, just like the lyrics of their songs.

I also become part of a professional band (that is, they have their record out in the market) as a guitarist because they were lacking up members and they were trying to create a new sound, I joined in. With that experience, I learned that the music industry in our country definitely, sucks.

Why? That's because we have a lot of good bands playing at the bars or anywhere where you can catch live gigs and stuff, but didn't have the chance to be famous or to be known. I mean, let's face it, if you don't have money, your song cannot be played on the radio. the funny thing about it is, it's always them. I mean the famous rock stars still famous. How about the new ones. Do they got the edge? How unfortunate is that. By that time I understand that it's not the talent that makes them famous, but money.

Okay now back to me, lately, I started to listen to easy-listening songs (e.g. John Mayer's, Chris Carraba's Dashboard Confessionals and the like) and it made me realize that this is the type of music that I want to be. And so I ended up trying to imitate them through my compositions, riffs and many more. Fusing all of those genre I had been in the past, it mold me to be a good artist.

Music, as how can I define it, influences a person like an alcohol does. It drenches one's mind and body. It changes the perception of a person who listens to it. It may be positive or negative, depending on how the melody plays.

Music has it's own life; it grows. It always does. It doesn't matter what kind of genre, but it evolves to something... different.

Now regarding Souichi's tag line and this rendezvous, this is what I can tell: I choose this because this is me. This is my identity. This is my dream. This is what I wanted to do. Though the systems are flawed, there's still hope like the other musician are thinking of and I'm one of them: like a hopeless romantic lover. Therefore, No music, No Dream.